The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-12-12
BRUIsER SULLIVAN.

His Last Night in London-An Ovation tn 1T,
Nearly Made Him Weep.
London Special to Pittsburg Dispatch.
For the present John l.. Sullivan has said
good bye to England. He has started for Ire
land, to show the sons of that emerald country
how to finish each other up without losing any
time about it, and to add tremendously to the
awe and reverence which every Irishman al
ready has for the land that uncles and cousins
and aunts have gone to.
Last night he gave his farewell exhibition at
the Royal Aquarium, and was greeted by the
biggest of all crowds that filed the big palace
of iron and glass during the engagement The
reserved seats were filled without q single ex-
ception, and the crowd packed itself around the
big stage in a way that gave the police and at
tendants much hard work It is open secret
that every blue eyed, red checked. brown haired,
plump wasted young woman who sells gloves,
flowers or other trash in the numerous stalls of
the aquarium has built up in her heart an altar
set apart for the worship of the great and only
John l.. All the Young women abandoned trade
and climbed chairs or tables TO watch through
the mist of tears the last noble performance to
be given in their SIGHT
The object of their hopeless affection. Sulli-
van, came out determined to leave Londoners
plunged in reverence He flew at Ashton al
most as he had done on the previous day when
the Prince of Wales was looking on, and while
avoiding Knockout blows pounded the Provi-
which must have made the world look unusually
gloomy and dizzy to that plucky individual. A
number of Americans were there, and the COM
petition in cheering and yelling which went on
between them and the delighted Enelishmen
would have caused the collective chest OF Bos-
ton to swell with pride.
Sullivan shook hands with whoever had been
polite to him. including Bella Fatma. pro-
fessonal beauty from Algiers, and Spaniard
VINO manages trained wolves. He wrote, "Most
truly your friend, John L. Sullivan" on a piece
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siirne, pocketed the proceeds OF the turn stiles,
which have netted him an average of $500 each
night during his twelve performances, and
started for Euston station and Ireland.
There he Will be found at midnight
sitting the edge OF alleged
sleeping car berth. which he compared with q
Pullman in tones of scorn that were but just,
considering how i'll adapted the narrow strip of
mattress was to holding his broad shoulders.
Phillips, his manager, was there, too. and in an
other compartment were Mrs. Sullivan and Mrs.
Phillips each wearing that distinctive badge of
American woman hood-sealskins down to the
ground-and each wondering what Dublin would
be like, and huggng to their hearts big lunches
of flowers, the git of Mr.. Frank Hyde, book
maker. who has shown true affection for Suli-
van all through Sullivan was not Indifferent.
Before the train left he took from his pocket and
presented to Hynde ring made of two twisted
golden snakes, one with pearl, and the other
with some red stones in lieu Of q head. Sullivan
will box in Dublin on Monday and the two nights
following From there he goes to Cork and
Limerick, and arrives in Belfast Saturday. Then
he will illustrate the art OF lighting for the bene-
fit of the Scotch at Glasgow, Edinburgh, Aber-
deem and Dundee, and then comes back to Eng
land.
Sullivan declared he considered this a grand
country and London a fine town. though not
Boston or New York. He even forgave the de-
luded mortals who had the bad taste to hiss on
several occasions when he had palpably
fran ed from knocking out Ashton. After the
10th Of Janua-y Sullivan says he will stop
hibitions and train to meet whoever can be got
to fight him. He will challenge Immediately
the winner of the Smith Kilrain fight, who he
believes will be Smith. and will fight besides
who find money to bet.
While he was talking and taking farewell of
personal friends a crowd rushed into the depot
and collected around the champions ca-, despite
the efforts of six policemen. who had been sent
enthusiastic East End Londoners who had como
barrows. This collecting of a crowd after mid
evidence of London's love of fighting. and by
th enthusiasm which Sullivan has stirred up
that truly great man was touched. He put his
head out of the window as the train was going
off and made this speech:
Gentlemen: I'm much obliged to you for staying up
so late TO know you wouldn't sit up for
anyone else and that makes very grateful to you
1 hope I'll get chance at some of your fighters. and
if don't put them all to sleep I'll go home
America but II take to driving truck in Paris
somewhere in the Cannbal islands. am truly John
L. Sullivan. Good night
The crowd rushed. yelling and cheering. be-
side the train until it out of the station, and
went home tired but gratifed